Vacation

It all started with a plane ride. I wouldn't wish a plane ride on my worst enemy. Luckily we got to spend the whole trip looking forward to another plane trip on the way home. Actually the way home was considerably better. Except that the airport dairy queen was out of vanilla ice cream, pretty much it made me want to laugh, but also cry.

The next day we found ourselves at the Mall of America. It was huge, and held every store anyone could think of, so of course I didn't visit any of them, except when Tyler made me walk through the Lego store. We spent the morning riding rides, looking at stuff, and generally getting on each other's nerves. It was fun, and I would definitely visit again.

That afternoon we visited St. Paul's Cathedral. (Located in the town of St. Paul, if you can fathom that). It was beautiful, and I could have easily stayed four or five times as long except that we had two little children who don't really understand the concept of "reverent". Someday when I am not responsible for babies, I would like to visit more things like this.

Two days later found the boys at Devil's Lake, where we were supposed to bring them lunch. But we decided not to, literally leaving them stranded in the middle of a lake with no lunch.In a strange twist of fate, everyone except my dad caught a fish.

It looks like my dad and brothers successfully crossed the Delaware.

While the boys were getting sunburned and starving to death, we visited scenic Buffalo River State Park. It was relaxing and all the kids had fun playing in the man-made pond/beach area. My sister and I even went on an "interpretive" trail. Meaning they had mowed a path through the grass, and put up little signs with interesting tidbits on them about buffalo, grasslands, and such things.

Anyway everyone had a good time, but we are glad to be home.